Probably because they met Huayan and Thrush, even the maids with beautiful rings felt very happy.

Lu Qingming sat there, continuing to make clothes for Feng Xuanyi.

Bailing came in with a cup of tea. She looked at Lu Qingming's appearance like a human being, and she was really puzzled.

"Miss...Are you not angry?"

Anyone who encounters this kind of thing will not be happy!

But miss! !

It's really a heresy.

"It's okay, don't worry!"

Lu Qingming raised his head and looked at Bai Ling's small face, full of anger, and couldn't help laughing.

"Miss, it's really big-hearted!"

Bai Ling shook his head and went out again.

Lu Qingming picked up the tea cup and took a sip, with a smile on his lips.

In the evening, Lu Qingming sent away some worrying maids, staying in the house by himself, reading with a book.

The clothes are ready and laid on the table very smoothly.

It was late at night, and Lu Qingming flipped through the book page by page. There was an elegant scent in his nose. This scent calmed people's hearts at this time. She knew it was the scent of hairpins.

Just when she was about to go to sleep, the window edge was pushed a bit.

Then, the window was opened. Feng Xuanyi walked in from outside.

As soon as the window opened, he saw her sitting there, quietly feeling the time.

Seeing her this time, Feng Xuanyi felt that no matter how she was outside, as long as she saw her, those deficiencies in her body disappeared.

"Are you waiting for me? Cold?"

Feng Xuanyi walked to her, stretched out her hand, and took her hand.

It's a bit cold, and it's cold in the middle of the autumn night.

"It's not bad!"

Lu Qingming shook his head, his hand was held in his hand just like that.

His hands are warm.

"You wear this hairpin, it looks so beautiful...just like a flower."

Feng Xuanyi's gaze stayed on her hair bun, and then fell on her flowery face.

It's really beautiful.

When buying this hairpin, many people think he is a weird thing.

How could I buy such a hairpin, but the Qinglu of their family wears this hairpin, it looks very nice.

"Is the hairpin good-looking, or am I good-looking?"

Lu Qingming asked aloud.

"Of course you look good."

Feng Xuanyi continued.

Lu Qingming glanced at him angrily, and put the book in his hand on the table.

Holding the teacup, he took another sip.

"Is this... the clothes for me?"

Feng Xuanyi looked at the clothes on the table and shook it out. It was so beautiful!

The pattern embroidered, I really haven't seen it before.

In the past, looking at men's robes, they were basically very simple styles.

"no!"

Thinking of the boots he took away last night, Lu Qingming really had no choice.

"Why not, then why do I wear such a fit?"

Feng Xuanyi held the clothes and compared it to herself, up and down, which was really very suitable.

"..."

Lu Qingming ignored him at all, rolled his eyes, and sat down again.

"I like this shoe too!"

Feng Xuanyi carefully put away his clothes, sat down, and exposed his feet.

Looking at his posture, Lu Qingming also lowered his head and looked at his feet.